Hunk listens intently, taking the occasional bite of his own food. God-like caretakers? Guardian angels who gave magical powers and crazy beasts to chosen warriors, that's the stuff of legends! So he looks more and more interested with each word, and when he pulls back that wristband?

"Whoa, that's cool." Hunk reaches a finger out to touch it, as one does when they see a cool thing, but he stops. "W-wait, you're a kid with silver hair, some kind of magician who lived inside of a floating, terrestrial moon-thing, and Alexander is the most intimidating name they could come up with?"

And he starts laughing! Not in a mean way, but it's clear that that's what he's having trouble wrapping his mind around and he just starts laughing more.